Disclaimer: To nobody's surprise, I own absolutely nothing-all belongs to J.K. Rowling, and Jack Thorne, and John Tiffany since this is basically just a bad 80 word extension of The Cursed Child.
As Scorpius and Albus walked down the hallway, he heard someone call out, "Malfoy!" He turned around to see Rose.
"Rose? What do you want?"
"You know what Malfoy, I'll go to the Yule Ball with you."
Scorpius was internally and externally grinning from ear to ear. "Really?!"
Rose took a deep breath. "Yes."
"Well, now you have to call me Scorpius."
"Fine."
After she walked away, Albus mouthed, "Is she for real?"
"Told you she's melting out of pity."